Part
7: Hey You! Pikachu!
Mark and Erik move on to the giant Nintendo booth where they play the latest Pokemon game,
"Hey You, Pikachu!" The woman to the right was in charge of helping people play
it and using her willpower to hold back her deadly hair from entangling and killing
children.

As if no one noticed, whoever's in charge of making Pokemon things is completely insane.
In this game, you attach a microphone to the Nintendo and scream orders at chubby,
adorable Pikachu. Maybe it's an early version or something, but they might as well have
stuck chocolate to your controller, because that yellow kitten sure as fuck doesn't listen
to the microphone.

Out of frustration and excitement, Erik
screamed, "Hump the blue one!" and turned Hey You, Pikachu into one of the
coolest games ever. It was like Pikachu was waiting all day for someone to scream that. It
threw down its little fishing pole and did things the crowd had never seen animals do even
with two sets of genitals, much less none.

Mark asked the Nintendo Sasquatch whether he could use the Gameboy Camera to map a picture
of his face onto the blue pokemon. "Then it would be like Pikachu was screwing
me," he explained to the lady. Erik added, "and then I could import my face onto
Pikachu and it'd be like I'm screwing Mark."

The fun was cut short when an old Asian man walked up and carefully said, "Please
stop. You make my daughter cry."

Erik: "Get the thing, Pikachu!

Mark: "He's not listening."

Erik: "Say... Pretty Bird! Pretty Bird!"

Mark: "You suck, Erik."

Erik: "Pikachu! Kind of dance around a little bit!"

Mark: "It's working! It's working!"

Erik: "Stay yellow!"

Mark: "Hey, everybody! Erik's breaking the record!"

Pikachu: FAARRRRT!

Erik spun to face him. "Look ... What was the name of the guy who trained Remo
Williams?"

The old man thought for a moment, then replied, "The name was Chiun."

"Look, Chiun, tell your kid to shut her savory pancake hole before I tell
Pikachu to shut it for her," Erik said, then threatened to make good on his threat by
putting the microphone up near his mouth.

After the old man and his daughter left in a big hurry, the booth lady told Erik to tell
Pikachu that he hated him.